AUBREY WOOD

I have learned that conformation
Is invisible
‘cause it feels worse than it did
Before
And now instead of having someone’s side
To stand on
I am stuck on my own island
Alone
Alone
Alone.

So what’s to do
When you can’t prove the truth
When all you have is the empty bed
Where you lie
And loneliness will never tell you why
What you did was right
Right.

Is there a rule that you must lose
Before you get to some place good
Perhaps I should have kept my mouth shut.
I try so hard not to believe
The person that you see in me
But I don’t know what else to think
And shouldn’t it feel better
Once you’ve done what’s truly best
Well I’m unable to detect

So what’s to do
When you can’t prove the truth
When all you have is the empty bed
Where you lie
And loneliness will never tell you why
What you did was right
Right.

Evidence in context
Hiding in what I thought
Seemed better in my head
And there I saw it spark
In Technicolor wonder
Sooner or later
And you may never be sure when
But I can only hope it will be
Worth it in the end

Getting away from love
And a lifetime
All that it took to get me to you
I’m spending my days
Asleep on my island
I cannot regret what I had
To do
To do

So what’s to do
When you can’t prove the truth
When all you have is the empty bed
Where you lie
And loneliness will never tell you why
What you did was right
Right
Right